Hazel looked down at her phone, trying to see what her reception was like in the dim light.

When the pounding started, she bit down on her lip, trying not to shriek. She didn't know why, it wasn't as if whoever it was didn't already know they were in there. The frustrating part was that it didn't matter if they looked out the window. It was too dark to see who it was.

"Where is the closest neighbor?"